I think I need a note saying; "Excused Alastair Campbell".
A kindly soul sent me a link to Campbell's blog yesterday, commenting on the man's uncanny ability to wriggle out of any association with the sinking HMS New Labour.
Following on the heels of the coalition excitement and a frantic day at work, a few minutes of Alastair's musings were all it took to give me a headache - not one of your namby-pamby twinge-in-the-temple ones but a full-blown head-in-a-bucket bastard behind the eyes, enhanced by the nausea induced by the thought of his new novel featuring 'an A-list movie star'.
So, dear reader, you have been warned. Posting may be light for a day or so. But if you have the stomach for it, it does make interesting reading (as do the comments - my favourite is the one reproaching Polly Toynbee for not being left-wing enough, but look out for for 'Alastair, Have you managed to clear your pram of toys yet?' ).
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